@migu music@

The money would be pretty good

If a quart of milk were still a dollar

Or even if a quart of milk were still a quart

And the hours, well, I don't mind

How they creep on by like an old love of mine

It's the years that simply disappear that are doing me in

Guess I married too young

Yeah, nineteen was just too young

But sometimes you meet someone

And your guts just burn

It's not that I don't love him anymore

It's just that when I hear him

Coming through that front door

My heart doesn't race like it did once before

But I've got a horse out in the country

I get to see him every second Sunday

He comes when I call him

Yeah, he knows his name

One day I'll saddle up

And the two of us will ride away

This weather I could almost stand

If the sun would shine a little brighter

Or even if the sun would shine at all

But lately it just seems to me

That this life has lost its mystery

And these cold fall mornings seem to bite

Just a little bit harder

And all my friends have settled down

Become their mothers and their fathers

Without a sound

Except for Cathy

She bought a one-way subway ticket

And left us all behind

This town wouldn't be so bad

If a girl could trust her instincts

Or even if a girl could trust a boy